cry of a butterfly

Even though the weather in November is a bit cold, the bright autumn sky always seems to be writing a love story.The sunshine is covering the head and the face is full of sinus, and it seems to work hand in hand with the chilly wind passing through the streets and alleys. It is like virtue and a knife. No one thinks that the two are so incompatible.

Chu Hua sat alone on the playground of the police station, holding a cheeseburger in his hand but didn't take a bite, not knowing where his mind wandered.

Chief Homer saw him and walked over to him.The old man who had dedicated his life to the police station waited for his retirement, and cared about his subordinates regardless of the affairs of the police station.

"I heard that you were injured honorably," the white-haired old man smiled kindly, revealing the creases in his eyes and face, and patted the young police detective on the shoulder and sat beside him, "If you are injured, you should take a good rest, there is no need to work so hard. "

Chu Hua took a mouthful of air, puffed up her face, and remained silent.

"Have something on your mind? Let's hear it."

Chu Hua was bored for a long time before saying, "Just now I had a few words with the dead boy's mother. She said that she suffered from severe kidney disease. Her Ralph was considerate and filial. She assured me that he never I have sold my body to others, but I have been working hard to supplement my family with odd jobs. She knew that his son hurt me and apologized to me on his behalf. She said that he fell in love with a girl and suffered a lot for her. Oh , By the way," paused, and slightly curled the corners of her lips, "She also showed me the love poems written by his son, which are not bad, at least they know more about rhymes than I do."

Yes, facing a mother's tears, Chu Hua couldn't help being moved.The police station and even the general public were too indifferent to this case, they would rather put on some TV show to please the public with fanfare than send additional manpower to catch the "Raincoat Killer".

There is also Fan Tangsheng who turned his eyes to "bribery and dereliction of duty" by himself and his police officers. Compo's case was closed hastily, and it is obviously inseparable from him.

The sun penetrated through his fingers, and a strong wind came from nowhere, hugged a whole zelkova tree into his arms and kissed it, and then gently brushed his black forehead hair.

"Now there is a hornet's nest in front of my eyes," the young police detective continued after Shu Er flashed a hesitant and worried smile, "to poke or not to poke, that is the question."

"Why do you have to 'poke'?"

"My sense of justice beats the drums and sings in my blood," Chu Hua lightly shrugged his shoulders, "It's like a dancer can't refuse an invitation to music."

"Then why do you hesitate?"

"You think I'm stupid." He glanced at the white of the director's eyes unceremoniously and pouted, "After the stabbing is over, who the hell will collect my body?!"

"Do you know why I like you so much?" Homer took a bite of the cheeseburger from the other party's hand, and praised while chewing, "This stuff... always suits my taste..."

"I know," Chu Hua turned his head to look at the old man's cloudy and loving eyes, paused for a moment, and replied solemnly, "Because I'm handsome."

"In another... another 16 years, my grandson will be as old as you." The white-haired old man raised his face slightly to calculate, and continued to say with a smile, "I hope he will grow up quickly. I hope he has a firm heart. His laughter comes from the heart; his enthusiasm is naked; his courage can hold the fire tightly and resist all storms."

Homer opened his arms and embraced the young man in front of him vigorously, like a father embracing his son who is about to travel, "My boy." He said with a smile, "Go forward in the direction you think is right, even if the future is uncertain. "

The young police detective lowered his flashy and seductive eyes, and turned his face to stare into the opponent's eyes.

After staring at each other in silence for several minutes, the guy suddenly showed his white teeth and laughed uncontrollably. "You old man is really likable!" He cupped the chief of police's cheeks, and sucked hard on the rutted old face, making a loud "baji" , "Of course, if you can not blame me for dropping the gun, it will be more likable."

Without waiting for an answer, he suddenly got up.

"It's my treat," Chu Hua stepped back a few steps, pointed to the hamburger in the other's hand, and smiled slightly, "Enjoy yourself, you're welcome."

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Chu Hua had prepared the worst plan to poke Fan Tangsheng's "hornet's nest", but the most urgent thing was to catch that bastard first.

Although regarding this case, Han Xiao always believed that it was not worth exhausting the police force to pursue it.However, Paulson, the white leader of the homicide squad, violated the intention of Mr. Chief Superintendent out of "industry conscience", and still called a group of police detectives to discuss the case.

A large projected screen showed photos of the red-haired boy who tortured and cut off his penis for the "Raincoat Killer".The boy's chest cavity was slashed to pieces by long pointed scissors. After being brutally tortured, his testicles ruptured, and the severed stems were discarded on the side of the street.

This perverted killer has no habit of collecting "trophies", and his modus operandi is primitive and rough. He does not deliberately pursue the beauty and symbolic meaning of the form, but only pursues the most direct result.He is not like some fanatical believers of fundamentalism①, murder is for preaching; nor like Cronus② who castrated his father, the act of genital mutilation implies the change of power and the collapse of tyrants.

This guy seems to be just a cold-blooded thug manipulated by the goddess of nemesis, attacking the weak for his own hidden psychological illness.

"I fought against him," Tu Yuming said when the agents were expressing their opinions, "I think this bastard must have served in the military and received professional and systematic military training."

"Maybe it's because you're so good," Shi Peidong said disapprovingly, pointing at the unhealed bruises and scars on the man's face with squinting eyes, "Just two gangsters beat you up like this."

Another police detective interjected, "That bastard is too cunning, and he doesn't show any traces that can trace his identity. Apart from knowing that he is tall, transvestite, and may have served in the military, the police have too little information. The best way It is to catch him the next time he strikes at the Cowherd!"

Chu Hua had always been conflicted about this kind of endless and fruitless internal meeting, and was too lazy to deal with it.He who has been playing fighting games in the corner suddenly said when everyone was chattering, "If you want to catch the trend, you have to bait it. Find someone who looks good and is good enough, and throw it into that 'Roman' Emperor Palace', you might be able to lure that pervert into the bait." Fingers kept pressing the game button back and forth nimbly, taking advantage of a deadly broken arm attack, looked up at everyone and said, "The trick is very good. Simple, the key is people, who is the right person.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he regretted it.

The meeting room was silent for a moment, and everyone turned their heads and stared at him with straight, expectant eyes.

"What...what are you doing?" Almost smashing the game console in his hand to the ground, Chu Hua shook his head and yelled, "What do you see me doing?!"

"Obviously," Tu Yuming moved the stool and leaned over, raised his partner's shoulders, and said in a serious tone, "It's none other than you."

"Of course, I'm good-looking, this is obvious to all..." He squinted his fancy crescent eyes and boasted to himself, and suddenly realized that he had misplaced his face, "But where the hell am I? !"

"Look at Shi Peidong, his belly is comparable to a pregnant woman who is about to give birth..." Scarface Detective is still persuasively persuading the other party, "Look at Ma Xiaochuan, his atavistic hair is like a wild boar's Mane, or look at..."

Chu Hua planned to resist, but Paulson, the team leader, made the final decision.

"That's it!" The white police chief pointed the young police detective's nose, "This week you must appear in that 'Roman Imperial Palace', this is an order from your superior!"

The bright red and huge "Gameover" flashed on the game console screen, and he was KO'd.

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"Baby, honey, sweety," said the extremely nasty address in one mouthful, "Don't be so sad! Pull yourself together and choose a costume for your performance tonight."

At the backstage of the "Roman Palace" performance, Tu Yuming found a set of performance costumes for his partner, a black leather collar with a metal anchor chain, a leather jacket that could not be buttoned at all, and a hip line after wearing it. Skinny leather pants that must be seen at a glance.Tilting the burn scar on his face, the man winked again, and smiled maliciously, "Put it on, and you'll definitely blow up the audience!"

Holding the extremely small leather jacket handed over by his partner like a sick chicken, the young police detective frowned with disgust and said, "Is this only worn by preschoolers? How could I fit?"

"You don't need to button up, let alone wear it down...Imagine, you have this kind of bell clip on your exposed pink nipples..." Tu Yuming shook a pair of metal nipple clips in his hand, deliberately The exaggerated drawl said, "Maaaaaa...arvelous!"

Before being put on stage in the iron cage, Chu Hua seemed exhausted.He glanced at the gadget in the opponent's hand, and after a while he rolled his eyes and said, "Killme."

Including Xiang Di, who failed to get him, all the cowherds who were murdered by the "Raincoat Killer" once performed on the stage at the "Roman Imperial Palace" and are up for sale.

This is a monthly event in the "Roman Imperial Palace". At least two and at most four beautiful boys will be locked in an iron cage to show the guests. In the end, the person with the highest bid took away the spring breeze once.

"Don't put on a sour face and scare away all the bidders. I bet 100 yuan with Spaidong and the others, and your 'First Night' can be called at least [-] dollars."

"You scum, you bastards!" Chu Hua, who was ready in the iron cage, scolded viciously, and then squinted one side of his eyes, asking suspiciously, "How much are they betting on me?"

"You must know that as your partner, I am the one who believes in you the most. Shi Peidong bets that you are uninterested, Ma Xiaochuan bets that you are worth five thousand dollars, and Petro, Lu Xi and the others..." Tu Yuming said one by one After revealing everyone's hole cards, more than half of the homicide team colleagues have bet at least one hundred dollars on this "gamble".

"Count me in." Seeing that the iron cage was about to be covered by wine-red silk, the young police detective said seriously, "I'll bet two hundred."

Knowing that this kid never misses a chance to extort money from others, Tu Yuming was not too surprised, he just asked, "How much do you think you are worth?"

"What is the highest price of the cowherd on the stage in one night auction?"

"It should be... $[-]."

Chu Hua raised his eyebrows and eyes slightly, and smiled, "Double."

Two iron cages covered with silk cloth slowly rose onto the stage, and the scar-faced detective returned to his colleagues in the police station.Completely forgetting that the purpose of their trip was to perform a mission, the group toasted frequently while talking and laughing loudly, just waiting for the good show to be staged.

The "Emperor Palace" is overcrowded, and all kinds of men who are rich and love to spend a lot of money have been waiting for this feast of desire for a long time.With exaggerated tone of voice and obscene gestures, the sissy host spared no effort to incite the emotions of the audience, raising the already boiling atmosphere to scorching new heights again and again.

When the lights on the four walls came chasing, and the moment the beauty in the cage slipped down from the silk cloth revealed the true face of Mount Lu, there was a prolonged commotion in the audience.The hissing and roaring of beasts mixed with whistles came and went one after another, as if they wanted to tear everyone's eardrums apart.

"Oh ha ha! Look at our painting of Xiao Chu, look at it!" A police detective stood up, pointed to the stage and laughed, "Our poor little boy has been scratching his head and scratching his head. He looks very nervous!"

"In the future, he should wear this suit to handle cases, it's so fucking cool!"

Tu Yuming put one finger in each hand into his mouth, simulated an extremely loud whistle, and shouted loudly: "Chu Hua! You look so dreamy! Any man who is not gay can fucking fall in love with you!"

Chu Hua in the iron cage had applied a little makeup like never before, his skin was white and translucent under the bright daylight, as flawless as a baby.The young and pretty face was covered by a strange, coronal-like halo, even though he was wearing a black collar and leather jacket and pants at the moment, this halo still made him look holy and beautiful like a servant of God.

"Damn it, you bunch of shit." Hearing what those guys said through the tiny earphones hidden in his body, Chu Hua cursed angrily, and scratched his neck uncomfortably.The man closest to him was covered in urine-like wine stains, and he couldn't stop sticking his tongue out at him, breathing out alcohol and yelling, "Little baby, your pear dimples must be very sweet! Tonight I'll taste it with this tongue and lick until you cum!"

Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, the young police detective pretended to be indifferent, and whispered softly with his lips still, "I'll fuck you so hard that you won't get an erection for the rest of your life."

In the blind spot of Chu Hua and Tu Yuming's vision, a man was sitting alone behind the sensuality.

A pair of overlapping hands are leaning on a silver cane, the shirt with the cuffs exposed is decorated with delicate lace, the fingers are very slender and beautiful, and the skin is horribly pale.Most of his face was hidden in a cluster of shadows that the lights couldn't take care of, only he had an unusually handsome jaw and rose petal-like flamboyant and slightly pouty lips.

His eyesight is excellent, and he has the formidable night vision ability of a night owl accustomed to hunting in the dark.In the dark, others cannot see him, but he can see others clearly, showing every detail.

Behind the hustle and bustle, he always looked at the people in the cage with a smile on his face.

The author has something to say: ①Fundamentalism, first with Christianity as the background, and then gradually extended to other sects, generally refers to a group of people who hold extremely conservative religious ideas and put them into radical religious actions; ② Kronos, the leader of the first generation of the twelve Titan gods in Greek mythology, conspired with his mother Gaia, the god of the earth, to castrate his father Uranus, the god of the sky, and thus overthrew his Tyrant rule.The author cites this allusion just to explain that the perverts in European and American blockbusters always feel that they are doing justice for the sky, sweat...|||Also, I have been very ill with a cold and cough these days, please comment and kill me>///